Yeah Two guns up motherfucker Uh huh Yeah Niggaz runnin around yappin with dicks in they mouth My Niggaz Shit is serious L.O.X. Couldn`t even put three niggaz togehther and come up With this combination (faggot) Shit is fo` real Yo
[Styles] I pack a 4 5 Puff a blunt and get high Don`t give a fuck if I die cuz my son is alive I grew up doing dumb shit that made me wise Could of died ten times That made me live Sell my soul Not for no cars and gold I been through it cuz my scars is old Remember the time I used to puff dimes And think Allah was cold Back then when my mom played my father`s role Now I`m a man Runnin with a gun in the vest It feel good with my son on my chest I wanna quit But I`m one of the best Fuck around I might run to the west Lay low and get blunted to death Niggaz is wack I can`t say it plainer than that Dog you shine in the front but it rain in the back Fuck the middle Cuz the middle do alot and a little Stuck in between but y`all niggaz won`t see the riddle Settle for less A general but don`t meddle my chest Die for my niggas nevertheless Can`t find a nigga better than S, `Kiss, and the Luch` Every man ahead of the group, regretting the coup Y`all niggas want the red in my boots Hole in my shirt Twist a nigga wig and leave me dead in the dirt I see the rollie not move but the shit still work Motherfucker that`ll make you a jerk, cocksucker
CHORUS: Ay yo what y`all gon do now Y`all fucked up now Niggas How deep is your crew now Y`all fucked up now Don`t make us heat you down (you know what I`m sayin ?diego?) Y`all fucked up now (This aint no fuckin joke niggas is hungry) We the nicest niggas around (Fuck is wrong) Y`all fucked up now (yeah yeah ay yo ay yo ay yo)
[Sheek] I pay off blue suits thats Sucio And I put drugs in my girl koochie yo A bad bitch that kill So when you put the dogs on her you smell Massengill Summer`s Eve Puttin drugs in coffee hip to the D`s I play smarter That`s why my flights now be charter Ten seater What you know about a Porsche at a meter Next to koochie freak those Tickets keep those And you can mail to my postbox down in Melrose I aint the nigga that you see Posted on cop walls I`m that eighteen and up Mamis on my balls Y`all can`t figure the great one Sheek be Jason Not cops But that legendary nigga my pops I bust shots like bums at a bar but far From a lush Everything about this cat be plush And I`m quick to do dirt since I`m through your shirt Like nothing Lift a arm I hit those under your wing Yo why you following this cat Hey he about to get pushed back You could poke your chest out in the street That`s cool But in a bing this fool Was like Louis Rich meat We don`t run from y`all We scatter for guns on y`all What you know about two 380`s inside a basketball And when it`s beef Store on his side with burners on Coronas We the best that ever did it If you need us telephone us What the fuck nigga
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[Jadakiss] Yo A nigga wanna go to war with Kiss Find him a ditch Old school niggas tell me I remind of rich Cuz I take the kids shopping and send em on bus trips Hoppin out a rough six With sweats and scuffed kicks I supply all the dealers and tell em to stuff nix I done signed every autograph and took every flick I`m quite sure that I coulda hit Every chick But I didn`t ones that I did gave em heavy dick All day The LOX flow hotter than broadway Election time tryin na cop blow in the hallway And their aint enough plates for y`all to eat with me Stingy nigga but I share my slugs equally I put half where your waist at And half where your face at Yo we in from a new spot let somebody taste that From your street rappin`s only one of my plans I got dirty south niggas payin a hundred a gram And I could care less how much you shift the scan However you get it you supposed to hit your man But we don`t hold the grudges We control the budgets And do whatever the fuck we wanna do nigga fuck it
